About

When I was only five years old I fell down a well with my Mother and Father.

They landed head first and died.

I landed on them and did not. It was so cold and horrible down there, I ate mud to survive. Then, after a few days of shouting to no avail (it was a very secluded well), eventually a couple sat on top of the well. One was in a wedding dress, the other in a tuxedo. They were getting married. Their wedding photographer had brought them out here to get a nice picture of them on the well. I called up. I saw their two beautiful faces looking down. They brought me up. Then, they adopted me.

I was saved by a wedding. I was saved by a wedding photograph. I was given my life by a wedding photograph. Now, I give my life back to wedding photography.